The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 330: The value is still rising!

Bolick immediately rushed into the command room.

One picture after another appeared on the monitoring screen.

"Tell me." Bolick said in a deep voice, "What happened!"

"Just now." A subordinate quickly reported: "Someone hijacked the radio channel of Mayport Naval Base and broadcasted to the entire base that we have a human laboratory in Mayport Base."

"What the hell is this! Who did it? What technology did they use? Can they track it back?"

"Um, from a technical analysis point of view." The subordinate said awkwardly, "They used the most primitive technology. Someone occupied the communication center."

"I want the surveillance footage over there."

"The camera was cut off before they entered." The subordinate gritted his teeth and said, "They are very professional. And not only that, sir."

The soldier continued, "They sent a lot of images of the lab and the location of our lab to the training soldiers' phones."

Bolick's eyes widened. "Don't tell me you're using the most primitive method."

"Is such that."

"Then go and catch them!" Bolick roared, "How did the riot come about!"

"An officer asked the soldiers to arrest those people," the subordinate said. "But the soldiers didn't listen to orders for some reason. They surrounded our laboratory with weapons and asked the people inside to come out immediately. They felt that this laboratory was targeting them."

“Some officers also joined the riot, and although some officers tried to stop it, the officer who said these words was killed.”

Bolick took a deep breath. He kept comforting himself to stay calm, and then asked, "Where is Joseph? Is this the Fourth Fleet he manages? When this bastard prevented Cuban and Haitian contraband from entering the United States, did he put all those things into his own pocket and sell them to his soldiers?!"

The subordinate said awkwardly: "Major General Joseph is also asking our base to open the door."

Bolick's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

"The general was held hostage by the attackers." The subordinate said, "When the riot broke out at the base, he was the first to come out to stop it, and then he was held hostage. Or look at this, this was captured by the surveillance camera."

Bolick looked over and saw from the surveillance footage that when Joseph and his men rushed out to quell the riots, the people following him were knocked down instantly.

He was knocked down by a group of guys dressed in recruits' uniforms.

In no more than ten seconds, Joseph was pinned to the ground by someone.

And this person even made a scissors hand gesture towards the camera.

He seemed not to care that he would be caught on camera.

At this moment, a low roar came out of Bolick's throat: "Connor!!!"

Bolick couldn't understand why Connor, a lieutenant colonel, had three politicians and two businessmen in his family! With such a background, it would not be a problem for a lieutenant colonel to become a general in the United States in the future.

How could this bastard betray America? He was a perfect experiment in the fourth phase, and he was lucky all the way. He also joined the super soldier program semi-voluntarily.

How could such a person betray us?
They quickly looked at other surveillance screens, but all of them were black screens.

Bolick now knew who the invaders were, but he couldn't figure out how they did it.

Bolick thought it was normal that they could find Joseph directly and hold him hostage. After all, there were more than forty fifth-phase super soldiers.

But how did they find the base?
In an instant, scenes of strange events at Mayport Naval Base during this period began to flash before Berlick's eyes.

Damn it! Is that the time?

Everything they did was to find out where this base was.

Yes, they were originally the navy of the Seventh Fleet. With Connor, the director of the Sixth Base, it was not difficult to find the Fifth Base within the base by spending some time.

But even if he figured all this out, Berlik still couldn't figure out the most important point.

Why do these soldiers become so crazy one by one?

The bases on the east coast are different from those on the west coast. Due to the special characteristics of the east coast, the bases here are all built within military bases.

One is that there is a ready-made place here, and the other is that if any problem occurs, the army can suppress it at any time.

The result is now better.

The place that is to be suppressed is fine, but the people who go to suppress it are crazy!

Why did these soldiers believe this group of people just by listening to the radio and seeing pictures? Why did they dare to do these things?
Is it because the soldiers at the San Diego base were taken away for human experiments?
This shouldn't happen. There have been examples of using soldiers as test subjects in American history, but it's never been this big of a deal.

Or did these people kidnap Joseph first and then make him say something.

But even so, as an officer and a soldier, the first thing to consider is how to save the major general, right?

It’s just a San Diego, how could it make these soldiers so angry?
Bolick could understand the deserters, but he couldn't understand these lunatics.

At this moment, the subordinate said, "Sir, Mayport's communication request used the authority of Major General Joseph."

Bolick said with a dark face: "Connect."

The next moment, the screen came on.

Bolick saw the face that he couldn't understand: "Lieutenant Colonel Connor! Do you know what you are doing?!"

"Of course I know." Connor said calmly: "I saw my wanted poster, Berlik, you know I was kidnapped, right?"

"I've always believed that you were wronged, Connor! If you can stop this, believe me, I will clear your name."

Connor said with disdain: "Come on, Berrick, from the moment my name appeared on the wanted poster, I knew that if you find the guys who kidnapped me, I will die if they don't die."

"The matter of Base No. 6 obviously has nothing to do with me! You ordered the capture of the person, and I asked for help but you sent two lunatics with a personal grudge! Those two bastards captured a fake! I had a chance to kill the fake, but what happened?"

"It turns out that the collar on the impostor's neck didn't explode at all! It was because of this incident that hundreds of fifth-stage test subjects at Base Six rioted! Tell me, Berlik, tell me!"

Connor almost roared, "Six hundred thousand dollars for an electric shock collar! It's already six hundred thousand dollars!! Are you greedy for that little bit of solid explosives just to buy your own urn?!"

This speech is all emotion.

Connor didn't know how long he had been holding these words in!

He was really angry. In his opinion, if the damn solid explosive had not been gone, he would never have ended up in this situation.

To be honest, facing such an angry Connor, Berlick, who was about to scold him, didn't know how to start for a moment.

Everyone in the command room looked at each other.

There is a big melon!
Bolick could only adjust his mood, and then said: "I can promise you, Connor, if you can end this, I will help you vindicate and find out the people who hurt you! Believe me!"

Connor sneered, "Will I still believe you, Berlick? You know best that I was wronged, but what did you do? It's over between us, Berlick, do you understand? I'm here to negotiate terms with you."

Bolick gritted his teeth and said, "Think about your family, Connor."

"Shut up, Berrick! If I cared about them, I wouldn't have participated in your bullshit super soldier program! Don't think I don't know that you got your current position by betrayal! Do you think I would believe you?"

"I don't want to waste my time talking to you, Berrick! Let Base No. 5 open the door. If they do, I can promise you that we will only take away the medicines and experimental subjects inside. As for your researchers, we will not do anything to them."

Bolick's face darkened: "Where are the soldiers?"

"That's none of our business."

"This is something you guys did. Even if you want to negotiate, you have to be sincere, Connor!"

"We figured it out?" Connor laughed. "I'm just the supervisor of Base No. 6. I'm the fourth-phase perfect experimental subject. I'm the experimental subject Bolick! The existence of Base No. 6 is to train experimental subjects, and how these experimental subjects came from has nothing to do with me!"

"It's all your fault. You took the soldiers who participated in the rescue of San Diego away for human experiments! What does it have to do with me? Whatever you want to do, it has nothing to do with us if these soldiers want to kill you now, understand?"

Bolick's face was dark. "I can give you the medicine you need, but the premise is the safety of Base No. 5. I can airdrop the things to you first, and then you can leave. We will solve the problem of the soldiers ourselves. What do you think?"

Connor shook his head. "I am the one who proposed the conditions to you, not you to me. Besides, you have no choice. This is the Mayport Naval Base, right? This is the home port of the famous Fourth Fleet."

Bolick realized something was wrong and quickly asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I have forty super soldiers here. Coincidentally, they were all navy soldiers." Connor showed a cruel smile on his face: "Tell me, Burke, how many destroyers are there in the Fourth Fleet? And how many vertical launch units are there on a Burke-class destroyer?"

Bolick's expression finally changed.

Connor grinned and said, "Isn't it a coincidence, Berrick? All of these forty super soldiers have served on ships before, and their assessment scores are very good. After all, how could the officers and soldiers who participated in the rescue in San Diego under such circumstances be cowards?"

"So, Burlick, I'll give you some time to calculate how many missiles a Burke-class destroyer has that can be launched against land, and how many people will be killed if all of these missiles fall on Miami. Or think about it again, can the missiles of the Fourth Fleet target the New York Stock Exchange and the White House from the Mayport base?"

At this moment, even Bolick's defense was broken.

"You're a lunatic! Connor! You're a lunatic!"

Connor just said faintly: "Don't you know that I was injected with the fifth-stage potion? Bolick, you know what the fifth-stage potion represents, so I suggest you give me an answer as soon as possible while I still have reason. You know, if the fifth-stage experimental subject really goes crazy, he will not care about anything."

Bolick was trembling all over. He gritted his teeth and looked at Connor: "You are just a wanted criminal now, Connor. Don't turn yourself into a terrorist! You know, once you become a terrorist, it will be useless for you to hide anywhere on this planet! No country will harbor a terrorist!"

Connor rubbed his hands and said, "It seems that you don't have enough information on the fifth phase of experimental subjects, Berrick. In this case, you will have a new mental status assessment report on the fifth phase of experimental subjects today."

Connor took out the intercom and said, "Luke, this is me."

Before he could finish his words, Bolick's face turned pale and he quickly shouted, "Wait a minute!"

Connor looked at Bolick and said, "I'll give you five seconds. Okay, time's up."

Bolick stared at Connor with wide eyes, but when he saw Connor took out the walkie-talkie again, he immediately said, "I promise you!"

Connor smiled and said, "Open the door."

Bolick looked at his men and said, "Ask the people at Base No. 5 to open the door. Ask them to find a place to hide."

"General." Someone panicked: "This is betraying our own people."

Bolick had already closed his eyes: "Believe me, if I don't give the order, someone else will soon give the order."

Bolick looked at Connor in the opposite screen and said through gritted teeth: "Connor! Don't let me find you!"

"I thought so too, Berlick. If you don't open the door within a minute, believe me, the missiles of the Fourth Fleet will definitely break through our coastal defense system." Having said that, Connor directly cut off the communication.

This leaves no way out for Pericles.

Bolick sat down dejectedly in his seat, and then ordered: "Notify the Ministry of National Defense immediately, and turn on all air defense radars in other places to prepare to intercept missiles."

Naturally, his subordinates would not ask any nonsense like we had already promised him at this time.

They have all witnessed Connor's madness, and they have no doubt that the fifth experimental subject would do the same.

Inside the base, Joseph swallowed hard, looked at the lieutenant colonel in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "You are not serious?"

Without waiting for Connor to answer, Luke shouted to the people around him, "Everyone, what do you think of throwing a few missiles at the White House?"

The soldiers who had drunk or eaten for several days the mixture of Phase 5 medicine and the high-purity injection provided by Xiunuo burst into laughter: "This is a good idea!"

Of course, there were also people who didn't speak.

In fact, even most of the soldiers who had been infected by the evil spirit were joining in the commotion at this time.

But this had already made Joseph pale.

The gate to Base No. 5 has been opened.

Through remote monitoring, the people in the command room stared at the screen intently. The first group to rush into the laboratory was a group of soldiers. They fought with the third-phase experimental subjects inside. Although they were no match, they had more people and more weapons.

The next ones to follow in were the guys on the wanted posters.

Soon, the base's defense system was completely breached. The people in Base No. 5 didn't understand why these people who were supposed to protect them raised their knives against them.

Bolick saw that Connor and his team indeed went straight to the warehouse. They took away all the potions they could and released all the experimental subjects.

No one knew what Connor and Luke said to those experimental subjects. When the number of people increased, the group looted the laboratory again before leaving.

This is one of the few good news.

However, although these people left, the soldiers who were venting their fear or dissatisfaction did not leave.

As the last line of defense collapsed, people in the command room saw the soldiers rushing to some human experiment areas, where there were some experimental subjects undergoing traditional human experiments. After all, the fifth-phase medicine was not stable, and several laboratories had been studying how to integrate it with traditional medicine to create some experimental subjects with normal brains.

As for those researchers.

No matter how much they begged for mercy, their end was not good.

Someone said, "Why do I feel like these soldiers have also been injected with drugs?"

Bolick was stunned: "What did you say?"

The man immediately retrieved the surveillance footage and said, "Look at this officer. This soldier and the Phase III experimental subject were engaged in a close combat and for a moment, they were evenly matched."

Bolick stood up again: "Show me their battle footage."

It didn't matter that Bolick also discovered that these soldiers did not look like ordinary people at all.

Even the smile on his face after the killing was so familiar!

Bolick gritted his teeth and said, "Did the medicine leak from Base 5, or did those bastards take the medicine from Base 6 and use it here?"

But just after he finished speaking, an idea popped up in Bolick's mind. If it was the former, it would be fine, but if it was the latter.
This time they took away so many potions. Can they threaten more bases in the same way?

If this is really the case, then at this critical juncture, strength is no longer the goal, but stability!
Even though Julia's soldiers are drug addicts, they are still American soldiers.

But on my side, the mass production of the fifth-phase potion will only produce countless lunatics who want to destroy America!
This is not the fifth-stage Super Soldier Potion! This is the American-made Potion!

Then the last advantage we have is gone!
Bolick's voice had turned cold: "Everyone, think about your families, your children or relatives."

"Base No. 5 failed to maintain itself properly, which caused the sewage pipe to rupture and mix with the base's water supply system. There are a lot of unknown elements in the sewage. They are not affected by the fifth-phase medicine, but by the unknown element liquid. Do you understand?"

"We. Got it General."

"I don't want anyone to mention what you just said again."

"Yes!"

"Connect Phoenix."

"Yes."

Soon, Bob's face appeared.

"General."

"I have a task for you." Bolick said in a cold voice.

“Although I don’t know what it is, judging from your expression, perhaps Morris needs to do this?”

"The fifth phase will do." Bolick said, and then he was silent for a moment: "Forget it, let Morris take someone to go. This mission is top secret, I will send you the content."

"Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Berlick left and returned to his office.

He was sent out on a secret mission.

After doing all this, Bolick took a deep breath and said, "It's time."

The next moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

A man walked in, saluted Bolick expressionlessly, and said, "Sir, the elder wants you to go to the meeting room."

Bolick stood up and walked out. When he came to the man, he paused and said, "Major General Morgan, you came back at the right time."

Morgan suddenly smiled. "Perhaps I am more capable, sir? I have always been curious. Does the Super Soldier Program need ordinary people to control it?"

"Ha." Bolick sneered and walked out.

In the conference room, all four projections had already appeared.

Before Berlik could speak, an old man said, "We already know what happened."

Another old man continued: "Investigate why things turned out like this."

The third old man spoke up: "We are very pleased with your choice, Berrick. You have saved countless Americans."

Bolick sneered in his heart. Saved the Americans? If those people hadn't said they wanted to blow up the White House and the New York Stock Exchange, would you have said that?

The fourth old man also spoke at this time: "But, as the person in charge, Bolick, you have a responsibility that cannot be shirked."

Finally, the old man spoke up: "From now on, Morgan will assist you in the management of the Super Soldier Program. Do you have any comments?"

"No." After saying that, Bolick turned around and walked out.

"Berrick." An old man said dissatisfiedly, "What's your attitude?"

Bolick turned around and looked at them: "What else do I want? Actually, I also want to ask, is the amount of solid explosives saved enough for you to buy an urn?"

Having said that, Bolick walked out.

But soon, Morgan blocked his way.

"Step aside."

Morgan said calmly, "That person hasn't finished talking yet, sir. You need to go back."

Bolick looked at Morgan and said slowly: "I am in a bad mood now, so don't mess with me, Major General Morgan."

Morgan sneered, "Please follow orders sir! I don't want to use force on you."

"Really?" Bolick reached out and touched his eye patch.

Morgan took a sudden step forward!
A moment later, Berlick turned the corner and his cell phone rang.

Bolick answered the phone, and Bob's voice came from the other end: "It's ready."

"Then let's go and solve this matter quickly."

In the aisle before, Morgan was sitting on the ground, his eyes full of disbelief.

Bolick had returned to his office. He pinched the bridge of his nose, looked at the ceiling, and muttered, "I hope this will end soon."

But apparently, many people have forgotten.

This riot took place in Florida.

At this time, two soldiers on a Burke-class destroyer breathed a sigh of relief: "Those guys just now are finally gone."

"Yeah, they're horrible."

"They also activated their missile systems."

"Where were they planning to bomb?" A soldier stood up and took a look.

The person next to him asked curiously, "Let me check it out. Hmm, 38°53'51.33"N, 77° 2'11.70"W, where are these coordinates?"

"Who can remember this? Turn it off quickly." The soldier didn't even finish his words before his eyes suddenly widened: "Damn it! Don't touch it!"

The soldier had already pressed the button and asked in confusion: "Didn't you say it was off?"

The next moment, the hull vibrated, and the missile in the vertical launch shaft soared into the sky with a tail flame!

The data that 160 out of 27 naval lieutenants passed the assessment is not false. The passing rate of % is still rising.

(End of this chapter)